Insecurity turns into depression

I've seen the truth.
So I will speak.
I'm kinda tired..
a little weak.

I know I will do my best..
I lay my head and soul to rest.
I've seen many better days.
The sun..shone through the
..Heavenly haze.
I'm sure that I will Amaze..
The Darkest places..
I often gaze.

I see the truth in EVERY EYE.
That's why..I don't LIE.
It's written in body language pure.
Can you read it..this I'm sure.

It's the way you cock your head..
I study behavior..I know I've said.
Your eyes they just give it away.
They show me how you feel today.

The truth is..I know you well.
I can tell your in living hell.
I feel the torment within your speech.
I reach inside..your heart I teach.

I teach it to
laugh and cry.
I do this..
and the reason why?

So much insecurity
..lies within.
When we..
Perpetrate a sin.

The feeling soon becomes guilt.
A beautiful flower..beginning to wilt.
You haven't smiled for a while....
and everything seems wrong.
You haven't felt quite like yourself...
in what feels like so long.

The pleasure that the world will give you...
is nothing but a temporary feeling,
and after its gone away...
Depression comes,
and its always willing to stay.